Feelin' guilty, feelin' scared, hidden cameras everywhere.
Goods gone bad, but right is wrong, and I don't know which side I'm on lately.
Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies, I am an apeman.
The intellectual controls the spiritual, the animal respects the natural.
Long ago life was clean, sex was bad and obscene, and the rich were so mean. Stately homes for the Lords, croquet lawns, village greens, Victoria was my queen.
Oh, demon alcohol, sad memories I can't recall.